Lone Wolf instantly understood that Fangzheng was too embarrassed to inform Keke that he didn't know how to cook meat dishes, so he was using this opportunity to look up recipes. His mission was to conceal Fangzheng's misery. Hence, Lone Wolf began running up and down the stairwell as if someone was chasing after him. From time to time, he would yelp or jump twice. When seeing this, Fangzheng couldn't help but mumble. "For this dog not to have become an actor, China has lost out on so many Oscars…"
Fangzheng's memory was very good, but he had never been talented at cooking, especially when it came to meat dishes. He still had a kind of resistance deep down in his heart. The thought of a monk preparing meat dishes left him uncomfortable. This resistance only made his learning slower…
Finally, an exhausted Lone Wolf crawled up with his tongue hanging out. "Master, are you not done yet? I'm about to starve to death."
